In a bustling ancient capital, spring is bright and full of flowers. It is the temple fair, and the streets and alleys are crowded with people, and it is very lively. A scholar's name is Wen Xuan, who is in the year of the weak crown, with a dignified appearance and a talented temperament. On this day, he had nothing to do, strolling through the temple fair, and by chance, his eyes were attracted by a woman.
The woman's name was Xiaoyue, twenty-eight years old, with a beautiful face, and she was dressed in a light blue dress, like a fairy descending to earth. Her eyes were clear, with a hint of melancholy, as if she had an unspeakable secret in her heart. Wen Xuan was attracted by Xiaoyue's beauty and temperament, and couldn't help but step forward to talk.
The two hit it off at first sight and had a good conversation. Wen Xuan learned that the moon was born in a scholarly family, and he was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. And Xiaoyue was also impressed by Wenxuan's talent and respected her. However, the good times are always short-lived, and the temple fair is coming to an end, and the two are reluctant to say goodbye.
Wen Xuan returned home, and he couldn't forget Xiaoyue's shadow for a long time. He decided to write about this encounter as a way to commemorate this beautiful encounter. However, when he spread out the paper, he found that the pen in his hand was unusually heavy and difficult to fall. It turned out that he already knew in his heart that this encounter was destined to be fruitless.
Because Xiaoyue has already been married to the son of a powerful person, the wedding date is approaching. Wen Xuan was in pain, but he couldn't change reality. He knew that this untimely encounter would eventually become a regret in his heart.
As the days passed, Wenxuan became thinner and thinner, and his lovesickness became ill. After all, he couldn't help it, and came to Xiaoyue's house again, wanting to see her again. However, fate played tricks again, and Xiaoyue had already moved away from the capital with her family, and she didn't know where to go.
Wenxuan was overwhelmed with grief and his condition became more and more serious. He knows very well that this love is destined to be incomplete. However, he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart, looking forward to the day when he can reunite with Xiaoyue.
Time flies, time flies. Wen Xuan didn't wait for a reunion with Xiaoyue after all. He passed away in regret, leaving behind a love story that has been passed down through the ages. And Xiaoyue, who is also far away, silently prays for Wen Xuan, hoping that he can live happily in another world.
Although the love between Wenxuan and Xiaoyue was not consummated, it became an eternal story in ancient love legends. Their encounter, although untimely, is remembered in people's hearts and laments the impermanence of fate.